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Close to midnight, Wei Qiancheng dragged his exhausted body home.

Speaking of which, it was considered fortunate that Wei Qiancheng's family did not experience the breakdown of their family, nor did they lose loved ones due to the revival of the strange.

In the current world, this is considered very lucky.

Sometimes Wei Qiancheng even thinks that it might be because of this luck that God didn't give him the talent for cultivation.

After all, he's already so lucky, it's impossible for all the good things to be his.

Fortunately, his son, currently a freshman, has the talent for cultivation, even if it's the lowest level.

If he were in the world of cultivation, he would be the kind of trash with mixed spiritual roots.

But no matter what, he's much stronger than himself, who can't even be considered to have mixed spiritual roots.

"You're back."

His wife said gently.

"Yeah, I'm back."

Wei Qiancheng gave a similarly warm smile.

"Dad."

His son, Wei Zhongxin, looked up and greeted him, looking unhappy.

After changing his clothes, Wei Qiancheng sat down and said, "Why are you still not resting so late? Also, why is Zhongxin back, are you on vacation? And why do you look so unhappy?"

It was very unusual, his work required him to come home very late, and usually his wife and children would not stay up to wait for him, but would go to sleep first.

Moreover, it was not normal for his son to suddenly come home, especially since universities nowadays don't allow students to go home casually.

Even though almost all the students in the university now are from their own city.

"Something happened."

His wife said with a troubled expression.

Wei Qiancheng felt that something was wrong, but as the pillar of the family, he needed to hold up and asked, "What's wrong, tell me about it."

His wife looked at her son, seeing that he was drooping his head and not speaking.

She said, "It's Zhongxin's teacher who said that Zhongxin's... aptitude is not suitable for continuing... continuing, and if he wants to continue, we need to... need us to bear the cost ourselves."

His wife spoke intermittently, her eyes already wet.

Perhaps as a mother, she was strong for her son, not wanting to shed tears in front of him.

Wei Qiancheng clenched his hands tightly, but forced a smile on his face.

"I heard from the cultivators at the venue that the school's resources are almost all provided to the students for free by the Mysterious Masters, wasn't it fine before, why has the school changed its mind now?"

Wei Qiancheng asked.

His wife looked at her son, also a little puzzled, and his son Wei Zhongxin raised his head, looking dejected and said, "Because the competition is more intense, the school has expanded its enrollment."

"More intense? Expanded enrollment?"

Wei Qiancheng and his wife looked blank.

Wei Zhongxin is also a good child, but he has been hit hard.

Thinking of his mother's efforts to hold back her tears just now, and his father returning home with a tired body.

He knew that he was grown up, a college student, and some things needed to be faced by himself.

Parents can hold up a sky for you, but they can't hold it up for you forever, after all, who can play with time?

Wei Zhongxin said, "It's still because of the Mysterious Masters, the reason why the Mysterious Masters are fully supporting the school, many students who didn't want to go to school before, now see that the school is being strongly supported by the Mysterious Masters, have chosen to return to campus, so there is more competition,\n... Previously, as long as you had the talent for cultivation, you could get the tilt of resources, now you need to eliminate the students with the worst qualifications,\nIf my qualifications are not good, I will either have to spend money to exchange for resources in the future, or give up."

After Wei Zhongxin finished speaking, he seemed to collapse.

Hate?

Hate!

But not the school, standing from the school's point of view, there are only so many resources, they can only be tilted to students with better qualifications.

Thinking in another position, if I were sitting in the position of the school's senior management, I would do the same.

What I hate is my own incompetence.

Why is my talent not good, why?!

Wei Qiancheng and his wife also understood, especially Wei Qiancheng.

Just because their talent and strength cannot gain a foothold in Qingyun Mountain, so they can't compete in all aspects, and can only retreat to Nanshi.

Only his wife was a little upset for her son and said, "Those who dropped out of school before are really interesting, they didn't go to school before because they were afraid that the school would delay them, but now they see the Mysterious Masters strongly supporting them and come back shamelessly, it's really unfair."

But the father and son did not speak.

Especially the son, Wei Zhongxin, knew that this was his mother standing from his point of view, naturally inclined to him, and not reasonable at all.

"Hey! Schools are also competing, there are currently four universities in Nanshi, if you don't choose them, other schools will choose them?\nWhat can you do? What's more, it's a strength to the school to have talented people come back to school, the school is doing the right thing."

Wei Qiancheng said.

Indeed, the school has increased its strength, but someone will always be hurt.

The world is so cruel, you will be eliminated if you don't have talent.

For a time, the family of three fell into silence.

Wei Qiancheng was calculating his family's income, whether it could support his son's self-funded study.

After calculating for a while, he found that no matter how he calculated, it was not enough.

The resources needed by cultivators seem to be very ordinary among cultivators, but for ordinary people, there is a huge chasm.

Even very few resources are not accessible to ordinary people.

The bottom layer is actually very difficult, let alone this is Nanshi.

Nanshi, is getting more and more competitive, Wei Zhongxin, who has a little talent, will be taken care of by the school in any city.

But this is Nanshi, a city that is getting stronger every moment.

Every day, there are still cultivators from all over the world who come here at the risk of life and death.

And this matter is very unsolvable.

Even if this problem is handed over to Xuanhuang, it will be difficult for Xuanhuang.

I have a lot of resources, but no matter how much, it can't support everyone's use, those without talent really need to be eliminated.

Because this is still a waste problem.

The same resources, used on two cultivators with different talents, will have completely different effects.

Those with good talent will use less resources to achieve stronger cultivation.

Those with poor talent may need ten times or even a hundred times to reach the same level as those with good talent.

So the family of three was silent, there was no solution at all.

You think it's unfair, you go earn it yourself.

The world of cultivators does not need to sympathize with the weak.

"Son, what do you think?"

Wei Qiancheng asked.

Asking this question, he was very ashamed, as a father, he could not give his child the resources he wanted.

He is really, really a failure.

"Dad, I've figured it out, maybe I'm really not qualified to cultivate."

When Wei Zhongxin said this, he seemed to collapse.

The most cruel thing about God is this.

If there is no hope at all, there is no need to struggle so much.

But giving yourself a little hope, but making yourself unable to see hope, how cruel.

For a long time!

Oppressive silence, the family of three was silent.

If there was even a little hope, they would fight for it, but looking around, they found that there was no hope at all.

Wei Zhongxin stood up, trying to let himself let go, not wanting to see such powerless and guilty parents.

He picked up three incense sticks and walked to the Xuan Shi shrine where his father often worshipped, and piously bowed: "Thank you, Xuan Shi. Although I am an ordinary person, I thank you for allowing me to see hope and have dreams."

After speaking, he inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.

This was set up by his father, Wei Qiancheng, who felt that Xuan Shi had saved the entire Nan City, and he worshipped Xuan Huang every day.

He also didn't understand what to pay attention to when worshipping a living Xuan Shi, focusing on sincerity, treating him like a god to worship, day after day.

Wei Qiancheng walked over hesitantly and also bowed.

Looking at his unwilling son, he vaguely recalled everything he had experienced today.

In today's venue, the cultivators were extremely excited, some were high-spirited, and some were being tested.

It seemed that Xuan Shi had created another magical technique, and the high-spirited cultivators felt that this was an opportunity for them to rise again.

And 'Daoist Luo' seemed to be struggling, and in the end, it seemed that he had reached a compromise with himself.

He even called himself 'Daoist Friend' and said that he would remember him. If there was any news about ordinary people being able to cultivate, he would definitely do his best to help him.

But after returning home, he faced a cruel choice, and his son, whom he was so proud of, was also eliminated.

It's so despairing, so cruel.

Should ideals still exist?

Perhaps, just grow old, let the ideal not wake up!

Ideal at this point: fifty years old.

… … … …

Should ideals, or rather dreams, still exist?

No mistakes, one song, one hair, one inner, one appearance, one existence, one look!

The higher-ups of the four major universities will tell you, of course they should.

Since Xuan Shi preached and established the school, and even supported 70% of the school's resources, the four major universities have been revitalized.

Parents who were previously afraid of delaying their children's future chose to continue sending their children to the school for cultivation.

After all, as the four major universities said, they are the direct descendants of Xuan Shi, and everything was built by Xuan Shi.

Thinking about it, it is true. Xuan Shi provided resources and Dao techniques for this purpose, and it is said that he also created the Dao of Dreams for this purpose.

In this way, Xuan Shi does value the school and the children, and it is indeed appropriate to call them direct descendants of Xuan Shi.

The schools, which were previously used as talent pools by the three major forces, have now been revitalized.

Xuan Shi does not need any return. The students trained by the school are completely free to come and go as they please.

You can go wherever you want. Xuan Shi does not need your allegiance in the form of a contract of servitude.

This allows many people, many people with ideas, to see hope.

The four major forces are indeed better, but they are also more cruel. Not to mention the strict rules of the sects, once you join the four major forces, you are a member of the four major forces.

Of course, if your talent is really good enough, the four major forces are indeed the primary goal at the moment.

But if your aptitude is not so heaven-defying, the school is the best place.

Even many parents and ambitious people have begun to fantasize. In the extraordinary world in books, there are countless family forces. Why can't we?

Currently, we don't have the ability to cultivate clansmen, but the school does. As long as you achieve success in the school, the school will not restrict your departure.

You can completely go home and establish a family force.

The four major forces are indeed stronger than us. We know we can't compare, but our ambitions are not great. Just establish a family force with inheritance.

Therefore, many people sent their children back to school, wanting to use the school's resources to cultivate their children.

The school also doesn't suffer. It knows that many people have impure motives, but so what?

You graduated from our school, and we cultivated you. Wherever you go in the future, you will carry the identity of our school.

You are scheming to go home and establish a force?

Coincidentally, we also like to do so.

This is equivalent to our student source blooming everywhere, which is one of the foundations for the future.

Therefore, the school accepts all comers.

The only downside is that it needs to eliminate some students with poor talent. After all, the competition is more intense.

What's more, the school also has competitors. Not to mention the four major universities, they do need to compete.

And there are also the four major forces that need the four major universities to band together to compete.

In short, there is also a need for cruel competition, and the school cannot be exempt from it.

But no matter what, having competition is always better than dying without competition.

However, today.

The higher-ups of the four major universities are very nervous.

They gathered the students on the playground in unison.

"Everyone has seen the new technique in the Dream World, right?"

The president of Nan University stood on the stage and began with a gentle but sonorous voice.

"We saw it. Xuan Shi is invincible. Xuan Shi is omnipotent."

"Xuan Shi… …"

The students shouted passionately.

The president of Nan University pressed his hand down and said, "Do you want to learn it?"

"Yes."

"We really want to."

"We dream of it."

The students responded passionately again.

It had been boiling since early this morning, but unfortunately, they didn't have the points and resources and needed to apply to the school.

Otherwise, they would have gone to learn it long ago.

However, judging from the president's meaning, it seems to be good news. Could it be that the president will also give points to let them study?

"That's right, I also want to learn it, even like the students just said, I dream of it. But… …"

Suddenly, the smile on the president's face disappeared.

He put on a serious attitude and said, "But, I want to ask, are you qualified? Are you qualified to be fickle?

Are you legendary cultivators from Qingyun Mountain? Are you the geniuses of the four major forces?

Can you fight in the wilderness and exchange your lives for points?"

Whoa!

Suddenly, there was silence.

The students were stunned by the knife.

The quick-witted ones began to ask themselves: Yes, are we qualified?

Are we the geniuses of the school? It seems that there are still stronger people than us.

But how do the geniuses of the school compare to the legends of Qingyun Mountain?

How do they compare to the geniuses of the four major forces?

Even, it seems that we can't compare to the experts in Nan City.

"Very good, you still know how to be calm, you still know that you are not qualified." The president's voice of continuous打击continued to come.

He also said: "Then dream less. The simple and unadorned truth that 'greed spoils the broth' is now given to everyone.

… … This is also the reason for gathering everyone this time. Think about it carefully, dismiss."

After speaking, the president walked down from the podium.

Today, the higher-ups of the four major universities were first surprised, but after the surprise, they were afraid.

It seemed that they were not qualified, wanting this and wanting that.

Fortunately, the school's points are managed by the higher-ups, not in the hands of the students. If they were in the hands of the students, it would be wonderful.

Presumably, they would have been exhausted by now, all exchanged for their favorite techniques.

Walking down the podium, looking at the dejected students, the president's heart finally landed.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Recalling this morning, they almost lost their composure, but fortunately, they had experienced many hard days over the years.

And the despair of strong competitors has tempered their minds.

Therefore, the four major universities almost unanimously gathered the students and then poured a bucket of cold water on them.

May Xuan Shi bless them, the students have calmed down, and they have also calmed down.

The president, who is also in his fifties, feels that his ideal is in its prime.

Similarly, ideal at fifty.

… …